THE KISS

before...sex drive...other things are satisfied......there was
dinner...hunger, food, water, knowledge...then home;
family.
There is a hunger...in both for something deeper...cannot
"aquire"...
WAS AFTER A DINNER...AFTER WATER...AFTER A LONG TALK ABOUT ~~
BEASTS WILL ALWAYS CONQUER MAN but WE THINK we
are SUPERIOR BEINGS.
(HE WAS feeling bad...life not right.)

I gave long distance looks.
Used every nuance conceivable.
Longer looks...without kissing...long looks...withholding
the kiss...

Start with and only kisses.....before...
This kiss is described as between soul mates..finding one
another that will never leave...makes a foundation the
KEY POINT...CREATE A FOUNDATION
BORN JUST SO THAT I COULD LOVE YOU
..........................love you.......in this way.
Perhaps unbelievable this could ever happen.
Kissing satisfies this hunger and makes it so pleasureable...

it is JUST what it is...glands kick in...say (thighs, above
heart, below stomach...blood seems to catch heat.....)

Make SOMETHING? happen that telegraphs my mouth is
very clean.
I look out the window and slowly lick my lips..enjoying
every tiny part, every fraction of each second of this tasting.
HE is going to see this. Oh yes.

Remember? he is taller; easier to kiss me. Bends down
TO me......
Gathers me up and holds my face in his wide hands.
His full mouth open to mine....wants to...does it TO ME.
Tall and feeling like he is my source of protection.

My lips slightly parted to show the white smoothe edges of
my teeth...the hidden smile.......
(MUST make my lips red. Pucking them a lot will turn
them into red lucious invitations.)
When I kiss him finally .... he will get fresh ones:
"like humid and fragrant blossoms off a pacific island."

He has me in a place I cannot escape. Happy to be
cornered...somewhere...with him...only with him.
He makes me very comfortable...pretext of arranging
cushions...his arm around me..
He flatters in a way that is not empty..not, "Oh,you
are so beautiful"....nothing glib...but something.
A show of it as he breathes my hair...as if it his oxygen.

Says something...not sappy...says, "The softest part of
your body must be your neck." His face goes there.
Breathes deep and kissed..face moves to near edge. I hear
a sound in my ear as his lips brush against...oh! huge sigh.
Back to neck..his lips are pursed and lifts my warm
flesh..inches along my jawline..nips the lobe of ear..back
to jaw..inching along the soft skin..taking time...In this
long, long journey slipping along in the down of my skin
Hair..."clean, fresh mmm " he says...reaching my lips
...I stiffen...
A first brush of my lips and parts of my body, his body
tingle and vibrate...

Once that first thrill..you are onto them.....
the anticipation and fulfilllment now at hand...
He looks at my mouth...parted lips...lovely
teeth..he's rememberng now how he wants me...and plants
one firm, steady, delicious and memorable kiss.

I AM just quivering even as he is about to kiss me.
This kiss should be so here and now that nothing!!!
else in the world exists....you are going no where...
kisslets...kissettes...kisselettes...kissing.
Closed eyes, yet, at some point I feel him open them
to see what bliss and pleasure he is giving me.

Senses of touch and of sight. These two, coupled with the
sense of...Smellllll....actuated by my perfume breath,
all combine to unmistakably MAKE THE KISS an exquisite,
ineffable epitome of unalloyed bliss.

My lips are full....so make the rounds, darling.......
as if nothing should be wasted.
Please, journey around them...(how did he breathe?
..could I hear? I can't remember.....could I feel his
breath..did I Wonder if he could breathe...?)

I am lost....it goes on .... forever.....
our mouths not separated in any way by time or space...

Going on and on....then he feels slightly in my mouth.
I am shot through with excitement and ventured out,
as I dare the elements. It electrocutes me...burns into me
...by pressing the first tender soft one against his..!
My heart explodes...every drop of blood drained
from my body. My brain stops functioning and I am
no longer on this earth.

How he kisses my face?
...the feel of his lips touching my eye skin...?
The little vacuum kisses he plants. Tiny little ones.
Only later...when these short lived kisses are over...???
Tender kisses of sympathy.

A woman could want nothing more. ONLY this man and his kissing.


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